[h1]Matthew and Nyx[/h1]

Matthew was...curious, to say the least.

When he had first gotten the letter, it was during a major case of frustration for him, due to not being able to find anything substantial on his magic.

He had long learned to not ask the college's librarians for help on finding some(given that they were incredulous at best and mocking at worst), and since then tried to find any books on the subject by himself, only to find nothing.

He then went to the town he was in's local library, only to, once again, find nothing.

And he quickly dismissed going to anyplace that specialized in lost media, because he suspected that what he was looking for, if anything, was much, [i]much[/i] older than any sort of lost media he could find there.

Eventually, when he got back to his apartment, he fell onto his bed and screamed into his pillows in frustration, only for him to hear Nyx start reading the letter in goofy voices.

[color=#A52A2A]"Give me that!"[/color] He had said, sitting up abruptly and snatching the letter from out of Nyx's feet when he saw it.

[color=#80471C]"How rude!"[/color] Nyx teased, tsking. [color=#80471C]"Have you ever thought of saying "Please" or "Thank you" for once in your life?"[/color]

Matthew paid her no mind, his thoughts currently on reading the letter. When he finished reading it, he looked at Nyx thoughtfully, and asked:

[color=#A52A2A]"Nyx, is this another one of your elaborate pranks?"[/color]

To which Nyx replied:

[color=#80471C]"What, you think I would go through [i]that[/i] much effort just to be immediately called out? I don't know whether to be amused or annoyed!"[/color]

[color=#A52A2A]"Nyx, be honest with me: [i]Is this a prank or not?"[/i][/color] Matthew asked while staring up at Nyx. While his tone was almost commanding, his eyes were almost pleading for her to tell the truth.

Nyx, in response to Matthew's eyes, curled up a bit into herself and looked away from them in an attempt to resist. Matthew noticed this and pleaded through his eyes even more, and when Nyx looked back for just a second, Matthew was fully doing his version of the puppy dog eyes.

[color=#80471C][i]"...Fine, fine, I didn't do it!"[/i][/color] Nyx exclaimed. [color=#80471C]"Just, [i]please, stop doing that![/i] You look even more pathetic than you already [i]do[/i] when you do that!"[/color]

[color=#A52A2A]"...Thank you,"[/color] Matthew said, turning his eyes back to normal and starting to look over the letter. [color=#A52A2A]"Do you know where you got this?"[/color]

To which Nyx just pointed over to the window, causing Matthew to drop the letter and go over to it.

One short conversation about "magical windows" and a few days later, Matthew was driving with Nyx in his rented car towards the address that was on the letter, with Nyx very badly singing to the music Matthew had put on in order to relax and unwind. Needless to say, thanks to Nyx, that wasn't working.

Eventually, after what had seemed like forever, Matthew finally found the house, thanks to his phone's erroneous GPS.

As he stopped the music and got out of the car, much to Nyx's protest, he noticed the dilapidated state of the house and another car already parked outside it, with a woman standing outside the house.

As he put the dots together and Nyx went back inside his mind, he began to walk over to the house and wondered...

[i]Did she have magic, too?[/i]